Autumn

This was warmth’s farewell,
the spray of cold rain,
and Thanksgiving while the leaves fell.
We tasted of love in a drunken spell.
But I knew your heart so well,
a migrant wherein nothing can dwell.

Four Seasons Project.
4 days of poetry about each season.
Day 4 of FSP: Autumn

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2 Responses to “Autumn”

  1. Kaushik Prasad Says:

    “We tasted of love in a drunken spell.” Brilliantly written! 🙂

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